Robert Deguerrin: (removing blade John threw into his arm) John! I can't believe you nailed me with this cheap piece of mail-order shit!

[John Kruger knocks down a door and shoots a guy]

Lee Cullen: You're late!

John Kruger: Traffic.

[John wakes up from a drug-induced sleep]

Robert Deguerin: Confused, pal? New York.

John Kruger: You're off course.

Robert Deguerin: No, no we're not. You're gonna take us to her, John.

[John reaches for his gun. Robert holds up his gun in a plastic bag]

Robert Deguerin: You did a very, very bad thing, John. You killed Monroe. Now that makes you the mole.

John Kruger: No, and that makes you the murderer.

[the limousine that Daniel Harper, Robert Deguerin, and Morehart were trapped in was just hit by a train]

Lee Cullen: What happened?

John Kruger: They caught a train.

[Johnny C is working as a bartender in a drag club. John Kruger comes to see him]

Johnny C: I got one question. Was it your idea to hook me up with the Village People here?

John Kruger: Well, you're safe, aren't you?

Johnny C: Well, from the mob, yeah. I mean no self-respecting wiseguy would ever be caught dead in a joint like this. Oh, hey, do me a favor; don't let these guys on that I'm straight, okay? I don't wanna break any hearts or nothin'.